With Zircon properly situated in the bathroom, you walk over to the shower, plug its tub, and start to fill it with water. "I hope you don't mind taking a cold bath," you say to her. Once the tub is full, you turn off the water and gesture towards it for Zircon to climb in.
She looks awfully reluctant, but she follows through, taking off her monocle, setting it on the sink counter, and stepping into the tub before lying down in the cold water. She immediately looks very uncomfortable and shivers. "I don't know if I can do this." She stands up and steps out onto the small carpet placed by the shower's side, dripping wet.
"Then how will we be able to soak the stains?" you inquire.
Zircon puts her monocle back on while she says, "Well, there is another way..."
"What? ...Ohhhh..." you say in realization. "Are you sure?"
"It's nothing horrible," she tells you. "I just have to cover myself with one of these?" She takes your towel from the rack.
"Oh; I think I can get you another one for you to use." You have a few stored away for when you switch them out now and then. Taking one of them, you bring it to the bathroom and give it to Zircon. "Here, use this one. Though, are you really sure it's okay to have me in here?"
"You're the one with the instructions. And anyway, things turn out better when people work together, right?" She smiles at you.
Feeling flattered, you blush slightly and smile back. "Okay; I'll step out so you can change into that." Doing so, you leave and close the door. You hear it lock behind you. "You know, you don't have to do that; I won't come in."
"Just in case," Zircon replies in what almost seems to be a joking manner. You flush with embarrassment, thinking back to the incident from not too long ago. I guess I'll let her have this.
A few moments later, the door is unlocked and opened. Entering the bathroom, you see Zircon's clothes in the water-filled tub and Zircon herself wrapped in the towel you gave her. Quite snugly, in fact. You wonder how she was able to do all this so quickly.
Another thing you notice is that her strange cap is off. Her hair is hanging down from her head instead of being held up and in front. It also seems to be pretty wet from her cap getting soaked through when she took a dip in the bath. It just seems so... strange.
"U-uhm..." Zircon trails off.
You realize that you've been staring and immediately jerk your gaze away. "I'm sorry. It's just— I'm not used to seeing you that way..."
"Oh, my hair?" Zircon puts her hand on top of her head. "Should I cover it with something?"
"No! No," you put your hands up to signal for her to stop. "you look just fine."
"Uhm, thank you," Zircon says with her eyes gazing off to the side, her cheeks turning a slight shade darker.
There's an awkward silence in the bathroom. It's so thick that you'd be able to hear a pin drop.
"So... what do we do in the meantime?" Zircon asks, piercing through the stillness.
"Well... I'm not quite sure..." you reply. "There isn't really any way to do anything to help along the process of the soaking that I know of, and there's nothing to do in here, so how about we leave the bathroom for a bit and do something else?"
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What Are the Odds? (Blue Zircon X Reader)
FanficYou're just like everyone else. You live a normal life, with a normal job, with a normal apartment, and with a normal everyday schedule. But when you happen to see a mysterious glint of something one early morning, everything begins to take a strang...